Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Bosnia Herzegovina and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Marine Girls to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
David Axelrod,
Man Parrish,
Public Image Ltd.,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sun Ra,
Dawn Penn,
The Evens,
the Association,
Groovy Waters,
the Swans,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Dirtbombs,
Cal Tjader,
Bronski Beat,
Sister Nancy,
Oneida,
Theoretical Girls,
Cheater Slicks,
Animal Collective,
Soft Cell,
Quadrant,
Rakim,
Los Fastidios,
Ultra Naté,
Eric Copeland,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
FM Einheit,
the Slits,
JFA,
Dennis Brown,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
a-ha,
Adolescents,
The Cramps,
Flipper,
Nirvana,
Hoover,
Mo-Dettes,
The Buckinghams,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Andrew Hill,
Rites of Spring,
Black Moon,
Depeche Mode,
Yazoo,
The Red Krayola,
Sex Pistols,
T.S.O.L.,
The Music Machine,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Essential Logic,
The Pop Group,
Fluxion,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.